The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Band 3 |
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The Count Roufillon cannot be my brother ; I am from humble , he from honour'd name ; No note upon my parents , his all noble . My mafter , my dear Lord he is ; and I His fervant live , and will his vaffal die : He must not be my ...
The Count Roufillon cannot be my brother ; I am from humble , he from honour'd name ; No note upon my parents , his all noble . My mafter , my dear Lord he is ; and I His fervant live , and will his vaffal die : He must not be my ...
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It is reported , that he has ta'en their greatest commander ; and that with his own hand he flew the Duke's brother . We have lost our labour , they are gone a contrary way : hark , you may know by their trumpets . Mar.
It is reported , that he has ta'en their greatest commander ; and that with his own hand he flew the Duke's brother . We have lost our labour , they are gone a contrary way : hark , you may know by their trumpets . Mar.
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I must go and look my twigs ; he shall be caught . Ber . Your brother he fhall go along with me . 2 Lord . As't please your Lordship . I'll leave you . [ Exit Ber . Now will I lead you to the house , and fhew you The lafs I spoke of .
I must go and look my twigs ; he shall be caught . Ber . Your brother he fhall go along with me . 2 Lord . As't please your Lordship . I'll leave you . [ Exit Ber . Now will I lead you to the house , and fhew you The lafs I spoke of .
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Go , tell the Count Roufillon and my brother , We've caught the woodcock , and will keep him mufed ' Till we do hear from them . Sol . Captain , I will . Lord . He will betray us all unto ourselves , Inform ' em that . Sol .
Go , tell the Count Roufillon and my brother , We've caught the woodcock , and will keep him mufed ' Till we do hear from them . Sol . Captain , I will . Lord . He will betray us all unto ourselves , Inform ' em that . Sol .
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Int . What's his brother , the other Captain Dumain ? 2 Lord . Why does he afk him of me ? Int . What's he ? Par . E'en a crow o'th ' fame neft ; not altogether fo great as the Art in goodness , but greater a great deal in evil .
Int . What's his brother , the other Captain Dumain ? 2 Lord . Why does he afk him of me ? Int . What's he ? Par . E'en a crow o'th ' fame neft ; not altogether fo great as the Art in goodness , but greater a great deal in evil .
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Seite 103 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Seite 396 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Seite 260 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Seite 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.